Page 36 of My Heart's Doctor
“William,” I said, wanting to hear my name from her lips.
“What?”
“My name is William. Say it.”
“William,” she whispered, and it sounded better than I had imagined, making me groan with pure pleasure. I wanted to hear her scream my name while she came, while I gave her the pleasure she deserved.
I kissed her again, taking all the time necessary to savor that exquisite little mouth, kissing her hungrily and with absolute passion while I held her in my arms.
“God, ‘Sweet.’ You can’t imagine how much I want you. Since I saw you, I’ve wanted to kiss you, to have you like this, to get between your legs... you’re so beautiful, so sensual, so sweet... you’re driving me crazy. Tell me where the bedroom is or I’ll completely lose my head and take you on this carpet,” I confessed, because everything I said was truly what I was feeling.
“At the end,” she indicated.
I took her in my arms and walked there.
“I’m burning for you, ‘Sweet.’”
“I want you too,” she said, with shyness, and I was surprised that she appeared so timid and scrupulous, though passionate.
“I’m going to take off this dress that you probably wear to drive men crazy because today no one could stop looking at you,” I stated, but when I faced the task, I didn’t know where to begin.
Devon noticed my hesitation and raised her left arm and began to lower the zipper that was on that side of the dress. I immediately stopped her.
“Let me do it so I can fulfill my desire to take it off you. All night I’ve been dreaming of this moment.”
I did it, I fulfilled my dream of removing that beautiful dress, certain that what was underneath would be much more beautiful, and I wasn’t wrong. That woman was a goddess from any angle, her body was perfect.
“My God! You have a body to die for. You’re gorgeous.”
I tried to kiss her again, but she prevented me by putting a finger on my lips.
“Get undressed so I don’t feel so exposed,” she asked, confirming what I suspected about her shyness.
“You do it. Undress me,” I ordered.
She looked at me and, a bit hesitantly, began to remove my clothes with great delicacy. Her hands were trembling and I didn’t know if it was from the desire she felt or from nerves, so I decided to help her and finished removing the last items. She looked at me with such desire that I had to make a great effort not to take her right then. I stopped looking at her eyes and looked at her incredible breasts, and without waiting another second, I went for them, kissing and licking them eagerly.
“So soft and delicious,” I whispered, and began to push her gently toward the bed.
She was perfect, I had no doubt. I had never felt so attracted to or desired a woman as much as I desired Devon. I wanted to caress, kiss, lick, and take possession of her entire body. I hovered over her and again took possession of her mouth; her taste intoxicated me. The kiss transformed into something wild and uninhibited. My mouth began to explore her exquisite body while she writhed and moaned uncontrollably. We were a tangle of arms and legs desperate to caress and touch while our mouths constantly sought each other. Devon made me immersed in emotions I had never experienced before.
When I reached her sex and realized I was making what I had desired so much a reality, having her for myself and making her mine, I felt elated and more aroused than ever. My mouth settled on her intimacy and I knew this woman was going to turn my world upside down. I placed her legs over my shoulders and grabbed her buttocks to lift her up and surrender myself to her, giving her all the pleasure my tongue and body could provide. I dedicated myself entirely to giving her the pleasure she deserved while I felt I had never experienced something so sublime, it seemed as if my past had only been preparation for this moment, and that scared me a little. Her hands caressed my hair with delicacy, but with desperation, while she continued moaning and moving uncontrollably. I noticed she was getting more tense, until the orgasm reached her and her sex contracted, making her convulse and scream.
“Aaah.”
“Say my name,” I ordered, while my fingers continued moving inside her and were trapped by her spasms.
“Willliam!”
Hearing my name at that moment was something that accelerated my heart and I knew I wouldn’t be able to resist much longer. Seeing her, feeling her and hearing her was too much for me; this woman was going to be the end of me. I put on the condom and positioned myself for what I knew would be glorious.
“Do you trust me, ‘Sweet’?” I asked, because I wanted to be sure that she allowed me and wanted me inside her.
“I trust you,” she affirmed, breathing with difficulty.
I took her hands, interlaced her fingers with mine, and slowly and with a gentleness unusual for me, I entered her body. Devon was very tight and the friction was killing me. I couldn’t believe the sensations she was generating in me. I sighed involuntarily. Nothing in my experience could compare to what I felt at that moment; it had never been like this. It was glorious. She trapped me with her legs and matched my thrusts. She was killing me slowly and pleasurably; I felt my mind and body were about to collapse. When Devon took me by the shoulders and pulled me closer to kiss me, something exploded inside me, something exploded in my heart, a new sensation, my heart began to beat in a different way. What had that been? What was happening to me?
“You drive me completely crazy, I think I’m going to burn in hell,” I expressed, panting, knowing I didn’t have much longer and that I was going to come at any moment.
